Now I think I’ve heard it all,
Non consensual sex,
How can these three words be spoken,
Without the world being vexed.
That someone can’t change their mind,
Or if they’re drunk or drugged,
Why is this not seen as rape,
Off, this crime is shrugged.
The thought that someone whose passed out,
Is freely there to lay,
That somehow this is all their fault,
And rape is swept away.
There is a sickness in the minds,
Of the makers of such laws,
An evil that we need to stop,
Instead of blaming they’re the cause.
Writer: Mike Brigden
Artist: Pratiksha Dhanik
